New Beginnings

Chapter 18

10/12/12

Estate

I shifted my body a bit to get more comfortable in this metal cage that was essential a metal box, with just enough room to lean to one side. I felt cramped and having my limbs bandaged up didn’t help at all. I also couldn’t see as the man put a hood over my head. 

All I could do was wait and ponder where the man taking me….

After what felt like hours the vehicle came to a complete stop. My heart started beating fast and I felt like fainting. I didn’t want to leave this metal box and face the horrors of whatever the man had driven me to. 

I whimpered into my muzzle as I heard the vehicle back doors open and could feel the metal box being pulled forward and opened. 

The man’s voice was soft and comforting as he rubbed the top of my hood. 

“It’s ok mutt, you’re safe and now me and a handler are going to lift you up and place you on the ground and I’ll reattach your leash.”

I whimpered in response and then I heard what I guess was a Scottish accent say 

“That’s a good stock of a mutt.”  

They lifted me out of the hot cage and I could feel the cool air on my skin and the crunch of rocks on the pavement as I touched the ground. My bound knees and elbow quivering as I tried to keep my balance on the rocks. 

I’m outside and it’s cold…I wish I was home and in front of a fire next to my family and Angie

With the clip of the leash and gentle tug, I whimpered and strained against my muzzle as my knees and elbow pushed on the tiny rocks with each step. And since I got the sense I was being watched by someone I also didn’t want to fall over and have the man punish me for doing so.  

Crunch, crunch, crunch, is all I could hear for the next couple of minutes as my bandaged knees and elbows touched the rocks. I was grateful the tiny rocks didn’t dig too deep into the medical gauze. 

My body was also shivering and the nubs of my elbows and knees were tired and my thighs and upper arms cramped badly. I just wanted to sleep and have the medical gauze taken off. Eventually my tired body gave out and I fell over on my side. I started whimpering and pressing against the muzzle while sobbing and choking due to the man tugging the leash.

The man with the Scottish accent said something I couldn’t understand and then I felt something poke against my bum and a jolt of electricity hit me. I twitched and whimpered loudly before I felt a boot attempt to sit me back up on all fours.  I swallowed hard and forced myself back on my knees and elbows with the nudge of the boot.

Once back on all fours I was sobbing even more with each step I took. I know my face was red and a was slobbering mess and the Man was upset with me and God knows what punishment he’d come up with back at his shed of horrors.

Grass

Then the crunch of the rocked stopped and landed on grass and I wish I’d known the last time I felt grass, perhaps it was the day I was taken or the day before. I’m so used to walking on concrete in London and everything blends in after a while and you sometimes fail to notice you haven’t been out in nature. Now fast forward to now and I’m appreciative of grass, tall grass at that. I could feel it hit against my body and for a few minutes I didn’t think of the pain I was in due the stimulation of the grass was giving me. It was giving my body a tingling sensation and it made think of Angie rubbing her fingers on me before, during and after intercourse…Then it hit me…no one I loved has touched me in a loving or meaningful way since that night… 

Playmates

Not too long after being in the grass we came to a stop and the man lifted the hood off of me. Once my eyes adjusted to the sun and against the strain of muzzle and dried tears, the view in front of me was actually a nice one and nice change of the grey room I was forced to sleep in. There was grass for days and huge trees lined the field. And underneath some of the trees were chairs and tables with a huge blanket nearby with a basket on it. I felt like I was probably transported to some English estate and this was just the tip of it. 

As for the man and the Scottish gent they stood facing away from me both silent as they looked on at a gate with a bricked fence and shrubbery. I looked too and with my heart racing. 

Soon three men emerged dressed similarly to the Scottish man. All three had electric prods and one even had a metal bar with a wire type noose on it, the kind you see dog catchers carry. I found myself getting nervous as they got closer and shaking a bit, the gauze keeping me from tipping over too much and then I saw them..

Three strange individuals on all fours...

God…I know those can’t be people

As they got closer my heart sank and fear overtook me. This is my future if I don’t get out of here. I wanted to close my eyes but I couldn’t and once the three individuals crossed the gates they came running towards us past the three men.  The man got on one knee and greeted them and I went into full panic attack mode. I couldn’t breathe properly and I started walking backwards to tug on my leash. It worked and the man turned his attention from those beings to me. 

“Stupid mutt..What is it and why are shaking your head no? Oh…you think you’re going to be like them? Poor thing…you will be but not for awhile.” 

I kept shaking my head no, tears falling and partially hyperventilating and using my right elbow to rub against my muzzle to indicate I wanted it off. Finally the man got the message and took it off.  I breathed heavily that I was hyperventilating  n between sobs This is a fucking nightmare I want out of

 The man just starred and said “Well at least you didn’t piss and shit at the sight of them like Ash did. Now get your pathetic self together and greet your fellow playmates!” 

I took deep gulps to get my breath back on track and counted in my head backwards from 50 to 1. It barely worked and I could feel the pain from having my limbs forced into a up position coming back. I wanted to fall over but I knew I couldn’t. Finally I said to the man, “Sir…could you undo the gauze and let me crawl on my hands and knees…please Sir.” 

The man gave me a glare that made me afraid and he bent down and quickly shoved the muzzle  back in. I failed again to get him to sympathize and now I having to practice breathing techniques with my mouth covered.  The man then kicked and shoved me front and center in front of my future playmates all lined up from tallest to shortest…

Changed

My brain struggled to comprehend what I was seeing…They used to be human…what did these people do to them 

I looked down to avoid their gaze and the man immediately squatted to my level and forced my head up. “It’s not polite to ignore our guests. Do you want me to add to your lashes for tonight?”

With his hands for forcing my head up I had no choice but to look and not cry that I was receiving a spanking tonight. 

Every last one of those individuals had white skin that was completely pale and extra white, as if they had been bleached in substance and for the tallest one they had brown tattooed spots all over them and one over their right eye while the shortest ones had black tattooed spots and they resembled a dog my mum’s aunt used to have.  For their ears a floppy ear covered their ears. They looked so real I let me myself think that maybe they transplanted a real dog ear on them but it was probably silicone covered in fur…I hope at least..

I took more deep relaxing breaths as I continued to examine them some more. All three had noses that had been surgically changed to look like a dog snout but their noses gave more of  pig like nose just like the nose hooks I’m forced to wear and just like the spots over the tallest ones eyes their “noses” were tattooed black. And when I finally looked below my breathing got harder again and I could feel the tears coming again because once again I saw my future. 

The bigger “dog” had its fingers amputated and its legs below the knees. Why did they do that…that’s not right… and covering the knuckles was a black glove with padding and for the knees black knees pads and as it walked towards me it walked more like a gorilla and less like a dog. 

As it approached, I wanted to turn my head but the man held it still held it. The bigger “dog” immediately began to sniff me. It sniffed my tear soaked face and my body and then it went behind me and sniffed and pressed its nose against the plug that was in my ass. I felt so uncomfortable. Then it walked around me again just sniffing and finally it stopped in front of my face and opened it mouth, it’s tongue was unusually long God I don’t even want to know how they did that and licked my face and tears. Its tongue was semi dry and rough like sandpaper. I could feel the slobber sliding down. 

 And despite my uncomfortableness and squinting my eyes I caught a glimpse of its teeth and they were sharp just like a canine. My mind was racing…How did they changed its teeth? How long did it take to changed that person into a dog like creature? When will it happen to me? I won’t let it happen to me  Then the “dog” got in a sitting position and barked, which prompted the two smaller “dogs” to come and examine me. Just like the bigger dog they had their limbs amputated but this time they had no arms just elbows and up and no legs just knees all covered in knees pads and elbows with soft padding.  

Both of them started panting excitedly and one ran up and licked my face before sniffing me just like the bigger dog. I felt nauseous and sick my mind screaming THIS ISN’T RIGHT…YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT TO A HUMAN 

The man chuckled and in between laughs he told me “They really like you.” Truth is I didn’t care and  then I forced myself to look into those three individuals eyes to look for any sign of distress or discomfort or even some recognition that they still had humanity, but there was nothing, just a docile happy look inside them as if they where happy with their situation and this was their life now. That is was I fear for myself…accepting this unnatural role as a human dog with my head empty and forgetting everyone and everything. 

As I got deep in thought the man let go of my face and I looked down again before looking up. The bigger “dog” starred at me and I just looked at it some more and I noticed it was very muscular and when I could finally see it’s crotch, it was disheartening. Its cock was smaller than ones thumb and locked in a cock cage and its balls no where in sight. The same was done for the other two “dogs” but there wasn’t a dick anywhere. Are they women or did this sick people take these “men” genitals completely* 

I looked at their chest to see if there was any scarring from having their breast removed but I couldn’t tell and it didn’t matter…we where all victims of these perverted people and I wish I could get them back to being human. 

Playtime

I could tell the mutt was having a hard time accepting its new friends, it barely wanted to look at them until I held its dumb head up. I guess it’s scared it’ll be like them and honestly it will be and after Ace I think amputation might be where I’m going despite being opposed to it. I think having its arms and legs removed will help humbled it and put it in a complete dog state. 

As the mutt stood frozen in fear the handlers for the three dogs came with chew toys and threw them in front of the older dog its name Charlie and the other two dogs Ollie and Winston. All three got excited and began barking loudly while my dumb mutt just stood there like a deer in headlights. I sighed and was about to walk over when the lead handler chimed in, “Let’s see how this plays out before you force it.” So I stood there when I heard a familiar voice come out the gate..it was the Earl and his wife..

Zac/Mutt:Playtime

The taller “dog” grabbed one of the chew toys, a plastic burger, that the three men dumped in front of us and put it in his mouth and dropped in front of me. I stood there frozen God this is so dumb…I’m a fucking PHD student for Christ sake plus I’ve got this tight muzzle on and scared but then a very posh voice broke my apprehension. I looked over to the gate and saw a very tall bland looking man with a beautiful woman, who made feel some type of way once I saw her. She was definitely an English rose, red hair and in shape and despite her age she managed to keep some of that youthfulness…Fuck this is the first woman I’ve seen in days and my pitiful self thinks she’s a goddess 

I hated myself for thinking she was beautiful when in reality she’s just as responsible for having those poor blokes maimed and disfigured but I also knew in all this chaos I was perhaps hoping she’d be kind and gentle with me and perhaps maybe I could convince her this wasn’t the life for me and she’d somehow let me escape from here.

With all of that aside the posh man and his wife greeted their “dogs” with enthusiasm and each “dog”  stood on their “legs” (knees) and pawed at them lovingly…It was a weird sick site. Then the posh man turned his attention to me and walked over. I couldn’t move and I didn’t know how to greet him though honestly I wanted to bite him and piss on him. 

He kneeled down and rubbed my bald head and said “You’ve got yourself quite a specimen here and it looks like the missing posters minus the hair and eyebrows. What do you think you’ll name it.?”  Missing posters…my family is looking for me!!

The man, my kidnapper laughed “Oh Earl, I’m not sure, right now it’s in that “still a thinks it’s a human and the police will find me” stage but once I get it reprogrammed and trained in about two months I’ll get a feel for its personality and name it. So right now it’s mutt sometimes dumb mutt.”

The man who I’m assuming is named Earl, responded with a cheerful laugh, “I remember those stages especially with Charlie but not so much with Ollie and Winston now that I think about it.” 

Earl got up and left me alone and then his wife kneeled down while holding a clear bag with brown circle shaped cookies I assumed, and grabbed one out the bag. “You’re going to love your new life and to celebrate that and your future playmates here’s a treat! Open wide!”

I looked at her blankly my muzzle still on and once she realized it, she just laughed and asked the man to take it off in which he did and also undid my leash. I opened my mouth and she gently put the cookie in my mouth and I chewed it immediately not caring if I smacked or not. 

The taste of the cookie was very familiar, it had a gingery taste to it and it made me think of the Christmas holidays. If I had to guess it was probably a ginger snap.

As I swallowed the cookie the woman got up and walked to over to where Earl, my kidnapper and those four dog handlers were. They all began chatting loudly before walking over to the trees and sitting in the chairs. As they laughed one of the dog handlers opened the large picnic basket and passed out champagne glasses before handing a champagne bottle to my kidnapper the Man. The man opened it, the bubbles going everywhere before pouring everyone a glasses, he then gave a toast followed by more laughter..my heart sank again..Was he celebrating capturing me? Or was he celebrating getting away with it so far…so many questions and no answers 

Chew toys

I "walked" my cramped knees and elbows closer to the three “dogs” and they greeted me with the same excitement as earlier and the taller one picked up another chew toy with its mouth, this time a plastic turtle and dropped it in front of me. I put my head down and picked it up with my mouth, the turtle nearly slipping and slung it the best I could pass the taller “dog”  in the hopes he’d go away. He barked in excitement and ran towards the turtle and so did the other two “dogs”.  I couldn’t bring myself to run afterward them with just my bound elbows and knees. I felt stuck and wanted to lie on my back like a roach again. This all felt pointless and dumb but I’m sure if I didn’t escape I was going to be broken like them and throwing a chew toy would be the best thing in the world. 

The taller dog came back with the turtle with the smaller two. He dropped the turtle in front of me panted. I stared at him and then one of the shorter ones started barking loudly in my face before going behind me and nudging my ass with its deformed nose.  I moved a little with each nudge but I still felt stuck. Then the older dog took off towards Earl, the Man and the rest. Fucking mutt is about to snitch on me..what the absolute fuck

I watched the man get up and walk towards us. I froze and began hyperventilating again, my chest pounding.  Soon him and taller “dog” arrived, the man kneeled in front of me again and I tried to convey with my eyes that I was in pain and sorry but he just gave me a hard slap on the face “If you don’t move those limbs of yours and play with Charlie, Ollie and Winston, I’ll be putting you in the Hole after your lashing and trust me mutt you don’t want to know what the Hole is. Now bark if you understand.”

I gave a soft bark in between breathes and the man just shook his head, “You pathetic mutt. Those three dogs have more brain cells than you. You’re just a weak dumb mutt.”  He then stood up and walked back to the party crowd leaving me to catch my breath and absorb his insults. 

Then the taller “dog” Charlie, with a look of knowing arrogance, picked up the plastic turtle again with its mouth and threw it behind me. I slowly turned around and with all my strength ran with my bound elbow and knees in pain. I picked up the wet turtle and “ran” towards Charlie and dropped at it “paws” and I swear for a split second I saw a flash of humanness come across his face as if to express “You cunt.” That motivated me to play their game and show them I was better.  So I picked up another toy, this time a plastic donut and swung it way out into the field and the three “dogs” gave chase with me behind them…

I’m not sure how much time had passed but when I was just about to grab a plastic lobster I heard a whistle. The “dogs” began running in the direction of it and I did too despite being sweaty, cramped and tired. Soon we where over where Earl, his wife, the Man and handlers where.  I looked at the table and saw half eaten eaten sandwiches and some kind of cake. It made my stomach grumble and I felt embarrassed but no one said anything about it.  Then one of the handlers reached into the picnic basket and grabbed three engraved bowls placing them in front of the dogs. Charlie,Ollie and Winston, all in cursive. 

Once their bowls where set, the handler equally separated the scraps of sandwiches and put them the bowls and all three went to eating like starved hyenas. As for me I looked on in jealousy and accepted my later meal of mashed unseasoned bland chicken and vegetables. I looked at the Man but he was quiet and sipping the last of his champagne. So I walked over to him and whimpered, he seemed startled and so did the others. “Well my mutt is apparently hungry.” He said before getting up and reattaching my leash.  He then checked the gauze that held me my body in this contorted manner. 

“I guess we’ll be leaving. But I’m glad that I finally got to show this mutt off. Six months of hard worked finally realized and now I have to break it in.” The man tugged at the leash and I got closer to him and then he pointed at Charlie, Ollie and Winston, “I want you to bark your goodbye ok? Failure to do so will result in your dinner being halved.”  I took a deep breath and I barked a soft bark again and the three looked at me from their bowls and walked over barking their goodbyes. This can’t be real I thought…this can’t be my future…